When I become a demon king, I want to change my department to the Taoist sect.

Chapter 721: Going to the Robbery
At the same time, another ray of light flashed by. The person who came had disheveled hair, a dove-shaped face, and a slightly hunched body. However, none of the many cultivators present dared to be disrespectful in their words or deeds.

It turned out to be another master on the Yuhua List, the ascetic Taoist of Taihua Sect!

With two great men on the Yuhua List in charge, the disciples of Taihua and Yuming sects felt more confident and stood up straighter.

Even though there are still mostly independent cultivators on the scene, most of them are a motley crowd with good and bad mixed together. If Taoist Huo Zong had not stepped forward, I'm afraid many people would have already given up.

However, Taoist Huo Zong, who is ranked third on the Yuhua List and the closest to the Yuan Shen, is still so casual even when facing two strong men of the same level as himself, as if he does not take them seriously at all.

He said in a relaxed tone: "It's probably unrealistic for the two of you to stop me."

Mr. Kong Diao did not refute, but coughed lightly and said: "Daoyou ranks third on the Yuhua list, it is not difficult for you to beat me, but my sect's Yuanshen has heard about this time and will arrive soon."

"No matter how strong you are, can you still contend with the Yuanshen Immortal Seat?"

Taoist Huo Zong laughed coldly, "Of course I dare not, but the East Sea is not the place of Yu Ming and Tai Hua. If you want to cover the sky with one hand and swallow this opportunity, I'm afraid it will be difficult."

"Could it be that this kid has spoken the Lord's words so many times that even you have come to believe them?"

Seeing that Taoist Huo Zong was so powerful and did not back down, three more wandering cultivators showed up and spoke in agreement. Even though they were not among the immortals, they were also Yangshen Venerables, which was enough to strengthen the momentum of the wandering cultivators.

Lay Buddhist Kong Diao looked at the leisurely and contented Taoist Huo Zong, and finally gave in and said, "I have always admired the demeanor of fellow Taoist. A mere Shuifu should not be like this."

"However, the remains of such a powerful person still need to be explored in accordance with rules. Let's divide it among the three of us, and each lead a few dozen people in. Are you satisfied, fellow Taoist?"

Mr. Kongdiao was right. When exploring such an abandoned mansion for the first time, one needs to be careful and cautious. Of course, thousands of people cannot rush in in unison. If they accidentally trigger any restrictions, they will implicate everyone.

Taoist Huo Zong grinned and said, "This makes sense. I will certainly agree to it."

As soon as these words were spoken, thousands of independent cultivators were in a commotion.

Taoist Huo Zong turned his head and looked down at the other cultivators, saying coldly: "After we have explored it, I will leave you with a chance to explore it. I am not your master, so this is the most I can do."

"If there are those who are greedy and want to satisfy their needs, you can go alone. I will never stop you."

Among the casual cultivators below, a young Taoist priest with black hair and bright eyes shouted loudly: "We don't ask for any great opportunities. As long as you leave us some soup, I will be grateful and satisfied."

Taoist Huo Zong glanced at the young man and said with a bold smile: "This kid is not bad, what he said makes sense. Your cultivation foundation has not yet been consolidated, how can you always think of gaining something without working hard and ascending to heaven in one step."

"Some things are a blessing to me, but a curse to you."

"After I explore, those things that I despise will become the good stuff that you little brats can use."

As he said this, he turned to look at the monk Kong Diao and the other monk, and said with a smile: "The Yuming Sect and the Taihua Sect are both famous and upright sects. You and I are also well-known figures. As the saying goes, the spiritual things of heaven and earth belong to those who are destined to be with them. All of you fellows are cultivators from the East China Sea, so we must not let them return empty-handed."

"What do you say, fellow Daoist?"

Mr. Kong Diao nodded and said, "I will not fight for such a small profit."

Taoist Huo Zong's teachings were well-known and had long been circulated in the East China Sea. After seeing it this time, the cultivators realized that it was indeed true.

But what Taoist Huo Zong said was well-founded. For the vast majority of independent cultivators who were stuck in Qi Refining and Tong Xuan, if they really encountered any great opportunity in the Water Palace, it would only bring them fatal disaster.

Moreover, if Taoist Huo Zong had not stepped forward, the Yu Ming and Tai Hua sects would have directly sealed off this place, and we wouldn’t be able to get any soup, not even a bite of leftovers!
Therefore, many independent cultivators nodded in agreement. They had never thought that they would have any great luck. Most of them just wanted to broaden their horizons and see the fun.

It is extremely satisfying to be able to have a piece of the pie.

Lin Ling's face was extremely ugly, but he could only say: "Old Ancestor, the restriction has been worn away by time. It can be broken in ten days. I have found the restriction thin line..." Chen Kangle waved his hand and said: "I will meet with you fellow Taoists in the water palace first. You stay here to stabilize the situation. Remember, don't cause any disturbances."

Chen Ling's face darkened again. How could he not know that his plan to take over the Water Palace alone had caused dissatisfaction among the clan members.

But facing Chen Kangle, the Yangshen ancestor, no matter how many complaints he had, he could only bite them into pieces and swallow them all.

Soon, the three forces each selected ten people and sneaked towards the Water Palace.

Among the thirty people, except for the nine Yangshen Venerables, the rest are at least Jindan Great Cultivators. If the water palace is only the remnant of the primordial spirit, this wave alone will be enough to sweep away most of the resources in the water palace.

After a cup of tea, the majestic image of the water palace reflected in the sky was seen shaking. It was obvious that Mr. Kongdiao and his group had arrived at the water palace and started to break the formation.

Chen Ling's face became even uglier, and he felt that all the cultivators around him were secretly laughing at him, so he simply closed his eyes, practiced his qi and ignored the distracting thoughts around him.

As the eldest senior brother of the Yu Ming Sect, although he has the advantage of his family background, his talent and character are not fake. It is just a momentary mistake and he will be able to adjust quickly.

Just when Chen Ling's luck was about to complete one cycle, he suddenly heard a sound of fear in his ears.

He opened his eyes and saw his junior sister pointing at the sky with a pale face, saying in panic: "Master... Senior Brother, something bad has happened!"

Chen Ling frowned and asked, "What happened? Why are you so out of control?"

Before the girl could answer, a clear voice, above the surrounding noise, reached Chen Ling's ears accurately.

"I think this water palace was at least left by the Taoist master. So many Sun God masters were trapped in it in a short time. Why should we small cultivators join in the fun? Go and rest, so as not to lose our lives here."

Chen Ling looked around and saw that it was the young Taoist who had spoken just now. Although he felt something was wrong, the most important thing at the moment was the ancestor.

He used his divine eyes to look towards the sky, but the scene of the water palace had already disappeared. Chen Ling waved his hand and cast a ray of clear light, which shone on the head of his junior sister who was still in a panic, and finally calmed her down.

Chen Ling said in a deep voice: "What happened?"

The female cultivator took a deep breath and said, "After the masters broke the formation, the scene of the water palace disappeared. But just now, several images appeared in the sky again... But, but..."

"Just what?"

"But, these are all pictures of the teachers at the moment before their death!"

"Where is Ancestor Kang Le!" Chen Ling asked in a deep voice, gritting his teeth.

“Dead too, all dead. Just a black shadow flashed by, and the ancestor… the ancestor turned into a pool of blood mist!”

Hearing this, Chen Ling felt his whole body go limp, feeling both relieved and scared.

Fortunately, he was punished, but it turned out to be a blessing in disguise and he did not lose his life. He did not expect that behind the crumbling ban, there was such danger.

What they were afraid of was that the sect would suffer heavy losses this time, especially since Patriarch Kang Le was the one in Yuming Sect who had the greatest chance of being promoted to the Yuanshen realm, and yet he died here.

He will certainly not escape the blame!
"Calm down, calm down!" Chen Ling took a few deep breaths and calmed down. "Although the ancestor is dead, it also shows that the status of this water palace is indeed very high. I was able to find this place, which is a great achievement anyway."

Thinking of this, he remembered the young Taoist priest just now. When he looked around again, he could no longer see his trace. Most of the thousands of wandering cultivators had already scattered.

Chen Ling thought to himself, "The most important thing at this moment is to let the sect know about the Water Palace as soon as possible. With thousands of independent cultivators scattering, I'm afraid the entire East China Sea will know about it. We must strike first."

“We must not fall behind Sanxian Island or Shangqing Sect!”